The Jiu Yuan did bring a lot of good things, but before the happy whole tribe deal, Yan Mo first let Lie, who looked and gives people a sense of peaceful speech.

  Yan Mo, who listened to Lie preach the rules and benefits of the Jiu Yuan to the whole of the Rong tribesmen, somehow thought of a historical celebrity, who was a dictator and an ultra-nationalist, who was very good at speech. It is said that every public speech he gave was full of emotion and was very powerful.

  It seems that it is from this person that the minds of all countries begin to pay close attention to the importance of public speaking.

  Yan Mo, a researcher, doesn't like to talk about things, even when he was in hospital with students.

  In the pause of Lie's words, Yan Mo turned to look at Yuan Zhan around him. Unconsciously, it has been ten years since he came to the world. In the past ten years, he and this person have changed a lot. Maybe the essence hasn't changed, but many ideas and attitudes are quite different from before.

  In the past, he hated people's exaggeration at parties or seminars, wasting his time, let alone letting him go on his own to these things.

  But now he is the first priest of a large force. When he has the blood ability of the Shanyan 'Good-Words' clans, his speech is much more effective than that of Yuan Zhan or other people. Therefore, he is usually the one who speaks to the outside world. Yuan Zhan basically makes threats and small supplements by force.

  When Lie finishes, it was his turn.

  Yuan Zhan took his hand and asked him in a low voice, “Are you bored?"

  Yan Mo chuckled, “No, as soon as I think of the following words, there will be changes in this tribe, I will be very excited."

  At this time, the square of the tribe is full of people. If you look carefully, you will find that half of them are slaves.

  Yuan Zhan also saw the slave warriors that the Rong tribe was proud of, but he just looked at them and didn't pay attention to them. Compared with the slave warriors trained by the Rong tribe, the regiment that Da-da managed has much more lethality. The slave regiment of the Rong tribe just looked neat, no matter whether its spiritual appearance or physical strength, it's far less than the warriors of the Jiu Yuan.

  "What a pity for this slave warrior." Yuan Zhan can see the basic conditions of the slave warriors only by looking at their semi naked bodies.

  These young and middle-aged warriors who can become slave warriors are basically the strongest men from all ethnic groups captured and exchanged by the Rong tribe. These men have a good foundation. As long as they train well and have enough food, they will have a great killing power. The successful example is the regiment that Da-da trained.

  But the Rong tribe's slave warriors were exploited too early. Their skinny bodies showed that they were obviously not supplemented with enough food. The scars on their bodies also showed how hard they usually trained, and most of them were punishment based training methods.

  Look at the expression and eyes of these slave warriors, one by one, they are like a pool of stagnant water. It's said that the eyes of dead fish can't described as such. In the end, it's just a group of puppets.

  Yan Mo has investigated the four tribes in this land before he came, and he knows their proud slave warriors better. “It's said that this slave warrior of the Rong tribe is famous for his bravery and fearlessness of death. Their rival tribe, the Lie tribe, was almost defeated by this slave warrior and the Rong tribe warriors. If the Lie tribe is not good at marsh war and can freely come and go in the marsh, it may be that there will no longer the Lie tribe on this land. After that, the Lie tribe built a slave warrior after being slowed down. In order to win the Rong tribe, the Lie tribe trained the slave warriors more ruthlessly. It is said that it's not bad that among ten young slaves only three can survive."

  "What about the Rong tribe?" Yuan Zhan asked casually, looking at the audience.

  "Half. It's just my own analysis based on the information I get. Maybe it's worse than I thought.” Yan Mo was in a complicated mood. He likes the braided young man Rong Kang and his companions very much. Otherwise, he would not have sold the first witch tool to him at such a low price.

  Looking at the gathering of the Rong tribesmen, most of them are simple and honest in appearance and a little silly in laughter. Those young warriors are very warm to them, and most of them are frank and honest.

  But it was such a tribe that impressed Yan Mo very much. They treated slaves as well as pigs and dogs.

  Most of the slaves who were also summoned were kneeling behind their Masters, while those who had no Masters or belonged to the same tribe were all ordered to kneel on the ground.

  The slave warriors were standing, but they had only one animal skin skirt around their waist, and most of them were ragged. Perhaps afraid of their resistance, they did not have weapons in their hands, but stood upright in a square array with their hands against their backs.

  "That's what you did to me." Yan Mo suddenly said this.

  Yuan Zhan was scared to death! Well, he wasn't scared to death, but he was really afraid of his priest Da-Ren turning over the old accounts and decide that it’s over between them.

  “But you didn't let me starve, you don't let me become food. Gave me some medicine. The main thing is that you never forced me to kneel to the point that I wanted to avenge myself, but I was caught by Jiu Feng. Tut, if only you could be honest with that thing.” Yan Mo said and laughed. What used to be unpleasant can now be made into a joke.

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  Yuan Zhan puffs up his mouth and exhales slowly. His tense muscles relaxed by a lot.

  Yan Mo squinted at him, “Look at you little brat!"

  Yuan Zhan admitted to being a brat, adding, “I'm afraid of my wife and I'm honored by that."

  “Get out of here!" Yan Mo said with a smile. “You've learned all kinds of shit from everywhere."

  "You……"

  “Call me husband, darling ~"

  Yuan Zhan said, "Honey."

  Yan Mo tickled his fingers with a reward.

  Yuan Zhan tickled him.

  Under the stage, the Rong tribesmen only saw that the Jiu Yuan the chief and the priest sitting on a large stone chair looking so solemn and noble!

  Lie finally said the main rules of the Jiu Yuan and the benefits of joining the Jiu Yuan in a very enthusiastic voice.

  When Lie went down, Da-He patted him on the shoulder. "Yes, it's better than what I said last time."

  Lie grinned and looked at the surging tribesmen, who was excited and talked about the things he said under the stage, wondering if he had developed the second ability? Maybe he should let priest Da-Ren check if he has the blood of the Shanyan 'Good-Words' clans, too? Ha-ha.

  The high-level of the Rong tribe are struggling one by one, thinking that you shouldn’t have said those good things about the Jiu Yuan, right? How can we manage tribesmen in the future?

  As a matter of fact, the basic welfare of the tribe proposed by the Jiu Yuan, such as old people's sustenance, how dependent they are, children's support and so on, also exist in their tribe, such as when the food is rich, the whole family shares the prey, and the old and the disabled will also be given food, but in winter and the more difficult disaster years, they can't guarantee it, let alone raise so many old and useless every month and year.

  The old and disabled people in the tribe who do not have the ability to catch prey will also go out of the tribe consciously in the days of suffering without causing trouble to others.

  But listen to what the Jiu Yuan said. They have specially established laws and regulations for those who are useless to the tribe, to ensure that they can live well even if they lose their labor power. Moreover, for the old disabled without the ability to catch prey, the temple will specially teach them what they can do other than the work of a warrior, so that they won't become a disabled person. Even the disabled, they still have a way to make them recover!

  Pity them. The Rong tribe can't even achieve this basic welfare, let alone the rest.

  For example, a child can enter the Zhan-Mo College when he or she is old enough to enter the school. He or she is free of all tuition and fees payments, and the college far away provides accommodation at a low price. However, if the family conditions are not good, they can be reimbursed to the college in installments after graduation. This is the only way to kill the high-level of the Rong tribe! They don't know what a college is, and they don't know what to teach children. Shouldn't all these be the responsibility the parents?

  There are also witchcraft, medicine and bone sculpting that only the priest and the Great Witch can learn. The Zhan Mo College even teaches them to everyone!

  There are other valuable advanced and high level warrior training methods, only the unique soul power training method of the Jiu Yuan. In addition to these two, there are ordinary people who have cultivated internal and external skills as powerful as the blood warrior!

  Don't talk about the young children and the young people in the clan. Even the clan leader and the clan witch can't sit down. They really want to go to the Zhan-Mo College to study, really!

  The slaves of the Rong tribe were more excited than the Rong tribesmen, but few of them showed it.

  They dare to talk in a low voice, but they dare not let the Rong tribesmen hear them. Timid people can only filter one of the important rules of the Jiu Yuan over and over again: no slave trade, no individual or force organization is allowed to own slaves, each of the Jiu Yuan people is a free person, and all of the Jiu Yuan people are equal before the laws and regulations of the Jiu Yuan!

  Several slaves in the slave warriors slowly raised their dead fish like eyes. Today, for the first time, they really looked at the Jiu Yuan people on the stage with their real eyes.

  Yan Mo saw that the time is almost over. Let go of Yuan Zhan's hand and walk slowly to the front of the platform.

  “I'm the Jiu Yuan Mo Da-Ren, walking in the territory of the Jiu Yuan with the chief and warriors of the Jiu Yuan, and blessing my people."

  Yan Mo seems to have a light on his body, his face was blurred in people's eyes, but his words go deep into everyone's soul, calming everyone's still turbulent heart.

  "The Ancestor Gods Above, I sacrifice with my life energy, bless all the creatures I see in my eyes, and wish them all to be free of diseases and make them return to full health."

  This is a big blessing. Facing so many people, the energy consumed will be very terrible. If it was Yan Mo before, he would never dare to do this. But now Yan Mo has absorbed the mother energy in the universe and converted it into the life energy he needs. In and out, others only see his sacrifice, but they don't know that this is one of his cultivation methods.

  In order to make the “Performance" better, Yan Mo used the rune command drawn by his fingers to make his hair longer and white.

  When Yan Mo's white hair began to flutter, he had not forgotten to use the rune to make the light effect, and at the same time, he ticked Yuan Zhan's fingers.

  Yuan Zhan's mouth smirked, he quietly sending out a lot of water vapor and gathering them behind him.

  It's sunny today, and it's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

  The audience only saw that the Witch Mo Da-Ren, after singing the ancient god like mantra, raised his finger, and a bright rainbow appeared over the platform. The rainbow gave out a mysterious and beautiful dazzling light in the sunlight.

  Then, the rainbow flew out of numerous colorful spots, landing on everybody on the scene.

  The light effect is false, but the willpower effect, which consumes a lot of Yan Mo's life energy, is real.

  “Ah, my eyes! My eyes can see! My God!” The first screamed out was a woman in her twenties. She stroked her eyes and shouted. She could not believe holding on to her family and crying.

  And the miracle of this young woman is just the beginning, and then there are other people shouting one after another.

  “My leg doesn't hurt! It really doesn't hurt!” A disabled warrior suddenly dropped his wooden stick, kicked his injured leg and tried to jump.

  "What happened just now? Did Mo Da-Ren really bless us? My wound is gone, the Gods Above! MoDa-Ren is on the stage!” Someone falls to his knees and begins to kowtow to Yan Mo on the stage.

  “I used to feel dizzy and stuffy, but now I seems to be ok?" there are still people at a loss.

  The feeling of the old people is most obvious. They touch their bodies and stretch their limbs back and forth. They don't seem to believe that their healthy bodies are their own at the moment.

  The second is the people with old injuries. The disease that torments them all the year round suddenly disappears after the light point falls. At first, some people haven't noticed it, but after one crazy cry after another, they also noticed their own changes.

  Soon, the Rong tribesmen were crazy!

  The slaves, too, seemed to have forgotten their masters and looked at their bodies, many of them are crying on the spot. Witch Mo Da-Ren, merciful Mo Da-Ren! Only the Jiu Yuan will treat them like this, and only the Jiu Yuan will treat them as human beings. They want to go to the Jiu Yuan! They want to be the Jiu Yuan people! If the Rong tribesmen don't let them, they will run away! If they face resistance! Kill the Rong tribesmen!

  However, most of the slave warriors still stood in their original positions, only their eyes on the stage betrayed their true feelings.

  "Hurry up! Bring out all the patients who haven't come!” This is the Rong tribe's chief, who first looked stupid and then surprised, and then finally woke up.

  "Witch Mo Da-Ren above, the Ancestor God above! I'm going to carry my mother out!” A high-level warrior jumped off the platform directly. He regretted it. He should have carried his mother out before he knew it. Now he didn't know whether the repeated miracle would come or not.

  “Big brother! Get out of here!”

  “Father, why didn't he come? God, I'll find him!”

  The audience is also shouting. Most of them are glad to be here, but others are regretting it. Why out of the whole family only I came!

  Those who didn't come are doomed to regret for life.

  Because the miracle that Mo Da-Ren did wasn't do the second time after he has given this great blessing, and the people who are seriously injured can't enjoy this miraculous quick recovery, so he can only ask the good medicine of the Jiu Yuan to heal slowly.

  The Rong tribesmen didn't demand it form Mo Da-Ren either, because everyone on the scene saw that after Mo Da-Ren used his life force to give blessings, he suddenly became white haired, and even after that it was difficult to stand, so he needed to support himself with the help of chief.

  At this time, Yan Mo also said his last speech in public today: "The Ancestor God is merciful, all things are equal, and the Jiu Yuan will always carry out the will of the Ancestor God, and will never let his tribesmen become slaves, let alone turn others into slaves. No matter who you used to be, no matter what your identity was, as long as you join the Jiu Yuan and become the people of the Jiu Yuan, you will get the protection of me and the chief and all the people of the Jiu Yuan! I, Mo Da-Ren, hereby swear that anyone who bullies me or humiliates my people, the Jiu Yuan, will certainly demand a revenge for it!”

  Yuan Zhan stood proudly and repeats: “I, the Jiu Yuan chief Yuan Zhan, hereby swear that I and Mo Da-Ren will always protect the people of Jiu Yuan. Anyone who bullies or humiliates the people of Jiu Yuan will be punished by the people of Jiu Yuan!"

  Next, other Jiu Yuan warriors on the stage also stepped out together and swore loudly.

  The slave warriors of the Rong tribe clenched their fists quietly.

  The Rong tribe's chief and other high-level officials covered their eyes when they could. The Jiu Yuan people are too bad! At this time, all of them can be sure and 100 thousand points firmly: when the Jiu Yuan people leave, 90% of the slaves of the Rong tribe will run out after them!